" Jenn," I squeaked after another kiss, "Home might not be as safe as it was last night." It'll be just as safe as we need it to be," she sighed breat...hily before landing another kiss.I held onto her, keeping in mind that she was stretched over the console between us. My mind was hanging on that 'we' in her last statement. All I could get out of my mouth was "Jenn..."To which she replied, "Chuck..." and landed another kiss.Oh, well...That rain on the truck softened enough to make a noticeable. First, her legs looked gorgeous! She wasn't flabby or fat. She was slender. The only thing that would make her legs better was if she was a little taller but there was nothing a person could do about that. My teen boy hormones caused my cock to stir again. Second, I was keenly aware of how close her feet were to my resurrected cock. I didn't want a repeat of earlier events. I was excited and anxious at the same time."Go ahead," she said. "Touch my legs."I hesitantly reached out and ran my. My longblonde air fell lovingly past my shoulder, it's waves and curls rose and fellwhen I moved my head, adding a sexual chemistry to my every move. Myimmaculately made-up face needed little improvement, my eyelashes were thickand glamorous, my delicately blue shaded eyelids emphasized my green eyes andthe eyeliner heightened their sexiness. My red painted lips lookedirresistible, perfect for kissing and ideal for sliding down masculine flesh.My hair brushed my bare shoulders and my swelling. I nodded and smiled before adding, "And second, use ranks only when talking in front of her. I want no way for her to track us, me especially, down after this."He groaned in sympathy. "One of those, huh? Sorry again, Sarge. I will patch her up as good as I can. I can already tell she needs a couple of X-rays, a SART visit, and probably a CAT scan. Did they get in her?" I don't think so, but treat her like they did, Mal. Do what you can with what we have here and we will hump her out after I get.